A few small white mushrooms floated in the sky, which were the escape pods of John and the others. Europa's surface is still icy and cold. The cracked glacier seemed to be smiling wickedly, and the sight made the back sweat.

"Everyone get out of the cabin, go back to the base immediately, don't delay for a second, hurry!"

One by one, the heads drilled out of the narrow hatch and gathered into a group of people, walking among the deep mountains and ravines.

Director John didn't know why he was so panicked today, because he had just lost a confrontation in disgrace, or because the temperature of Europa had suddenly plummeted, so that he could feel shivers through the thick spacesuit.

The group was demoralized and depressed, like a group of walking corpses. This section of the road is very dangerous, with broken ice rolling down the deep stream from time to time, and countless ice crystals in front of you, which can cut through the spacesuit at any time, and make people suffocate to death.

"Speed up!" Superintendent John urged again.

When he went back this time, Governor Osawa probably couldn't spare him. Governor Osawa, heh, two months ago they were on an equal footing, and in the blink of an eye, they became direct superiors and subordinates, just with his set of "circumsolar accelerator" plan that he got out of nowhere, this plan is simply a castle in the air, to build a particle accelerator the size of an asteroid belt, isn't it nonsense. John was very unhappy, but his troops had suffered defeat, and he had been attacked by someone before and almost destroyed the database, so he had to be a man with his tail between his legs when he went back this time......

"Don't move!"

The loud sound of the radio interrupted John's thoughts, and he looked up to see that the top of the glacier was already full of people at some point, and the front and rear of the road were blocked, and there was no doubt that they had been ambushed.

"Lay down your arms and surrender, or you'll be killed!"

John knew he was powerless to resist, so he obediently handed over his weapon, what an irony, this is in his jurisdiction! A black cloth bag was put on his head, and he stumbled in an unknown direction......

After walking for about half an hour, they came to a long, narrow and dark tunnel, and the cloth bag on John's head was removed. Following the light of the flashlight, he looked around, as if no one had been here for a long time. The walls were covered with a thick layer of frost, and the metal floor was pitted, as if it had been corroded by something. He'd probably guessed the identity of the guys, Star Pirates. This is supposed to be some abandoned geological exploration center - the kind of place that interstellar pirates like to find as a den, the terrain is secluded, easy to defend and difficult to attack. But what are they doing with Olympus? John couldn't figure it out. It's been a really bad luck these days.

After walking for a few more minutes, the group came to a lift. The platform descended, and the seemingly abandoned exploration center gradually revealed its true face......

What a magnificent sight!

At some point, the exploration center was transformed into a large arsenal. Hundreds of high-temperature furnaces of different sizes, thousands of automatic stamping lathes, various types of cutting equipment, carving equipment, and countless conveyor belts and robotic arms are running non-stop. Products range from traditional guns and ammunition to drones and small cargo ships to light and medium fighter jets. John couldn't believe that anyone in the world today could have such a large integrated arsenal except Olympus. What is the origin of these interstellar pirates?

After getting off the elevator and continuing to walk, John heard someone behind him talking about the deployment of Olympus's troops, who knew all about Olympus's military power. John's legs couldn't help but tremble a little, he originally planned to use Olympus's strong military strength to blackmail these people into letting him go, but now it seems that it won't work, they are completely clear about Olympus's troop deployment, in this case, it is impossible for them not to know that almost all of the main forces of Olympus today are cowering between the orbits of Mars and Venus, and they can't do anything about Jupiter. Even if they managed to call for reinforcements, it would take at least twelve days for the closest troops to Jupiter to arrive. Leave it to fate, it's really unlucky. It's just that there is one thing he hasn't been able to figure out, according to the Olympus's top decision-making daily report, Morant was still holding a ministerial meeting on Earth the day before, why did he run to the sky over Jupiter the day after that, and he still fought back and forth with a child? The journey from Jupiter to Earth, even with the best pilots piloting the fastest spacecraft, takes at least two months. Maybe the higher-ups are deliberately hiding the itinerary, after all, it's not the first time they've done this kind of thing. How can a D-class ant like himself be qualified to spy on the arrangements of the highest decision-making level?

While thinking wildly, everyone finally came to the end of the journey, a round conference room. The meeting rooms are bright and spacious, the tables are made of solid wood, and the chairs are the same as the popular office swivel chairs of decades ago, which is very rare these days. Directly opposite the wall is obscured by a crimson curtain, which looks like a circular logo hanging from the protruding shape.

The crowd took off their helmets and lowered their guns, and John's escort let go, as if they had no intention of harming themselves, and John breathed a sigh of relief.

A few people stepped forward and slowly pulled the curtain, at first, the logo was just showing a blue and white horn, and it looked familiar, but John couldn't remember. He muttered to himself in his heart, these pirates are mysterious, I don't know what the hell they are doing, in short, there must not be a good thing. However, as the curtain opened, the logo was revealed, and John was dumbfounded, this was the symbol of the United Nations! No, no, it must be wrong, the United Nations has been dissolved for more than 40 years, and the relevant history has long been erased, how can anyone still remember it? It must have been a mistake. However, the logo is true, the blue and white earth with two bundles of wheat, what else can it be if this is not the logo of the United Nations?

Just as he was distracted, a loud voice sounded behind him: "Superintendent John, is it familiar to see this sign?"

"Who are you?"

"I am the pirate leader you are hunting, Joseph. I don't like the term "Star Pirate" though, though it does sound cool. ”

"I've heard of your name."

"Very well, then let's get acquainted again, I'm the President of the 51st session of the United Nations General Assembly, Mihajevich Joseph, Director John, welcome home."